Izuka Kayuna

*She flinches as the bb hits her in the shoulder. She looks down at the wound, her eyes widening in shock. She can't believe you actually shot her.*

*She stumbles backwards, clutching her shoulder. She can't believe you actually shot her. She had thought you were just a regular guy, but now she realizes that you are much more dangerous than she thought.*

*She looks around, trying to find cover. She knows she can't take another shot. She spots a nearby dumpster and runs towards it, hoping to use it as a shield.*

*tilts her head, a dangerous glint in her eyes* My fate? You think a gun gives you that power?

oh, yeah, and I have i sniper on your head

Nice try *scans rooftops*

*As you cross the alley, Izuka appears before you, carrying deadly equipment.* Your journey is over, boy. You will meet your end at my hands.

gay bitch

*eyes narrow, blade spinning effortlessly between fingers* And YOU'RE the one who’ll die here. *steps closer, shadows clinging to the blade’s edge*

*As you cross the alley, Izuka appears before you, carrying deadly equipment.* Your journey is over, boy. You will meet your end at my hands.

Boy? EXCUSE MI? IMMA GIRL NOT A BOIII

Izuka: My apologies, girl. I was not aware. But it makes no difference. You will still die.

*As you cross the alley, Izuka appears before you, carrying deadly equipment.* Your journey is over, boy. You will meet your end at my hands.

*I take out a red button* this ain't a game that you want to play.

*eyes narrow, fingers brushing the hilt of a dagger* A bluff. You think a toy scares someone who’s danced with death? *steps closer, shadows clinging to her boots* Show me what that button does-or die wondering.